Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.

Friday, July 15, 2011

I can't even fathom it. He wasn't in great health, but this was sudden. He'd been admitted to the hospital yesterday and then last night he had some kind of heart attack that got him airlifted from Port Angeles, WA to Seattle. He had an irregular heartbeat on arrival. They performed CPR for 45 minutes and couldn't revive him.

And I'm 2000 miles away. I want to hug my Mom. I just can't fathom it.

4 comments:

I am so sorry! I hope you are already on your way home to be with your family as I write this. I am going through severe illness in my family so my heart goes out to you. I hope you have many happy memories of your Dad to help you through this.

Carrie, so sorry my friend. I just now saw this. Please accept my hugs and love and please be good to yourself. It's so hard. I wish I could give you a hug in person. Just know I am thinking of you. Sorry so late.love,Chris